Pregnancy Poem

Poem About Being Fearful As Teen Mom

I knew a girl at my school who was pregnant and scared, so I thought by writing a poem for her it would make her feel better, and it did. She now has it printed and hanging up.

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"You are a mistake." "You are a nobody," "You are just like your mother." "You’re a disgrace." These are things I hear every day in the 15 years I have lived. My mother was a high...

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All Alone For Now

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Published by Family Friend Poems July 2011 with permission of the Author.

It happened at the age of sixteen.
She was scared to look up at that screen.
Knowing there was a little heartbeat,
She would soon get kicked out to the street.
So she kneeled down to pray,
How could I make this go away?
The thought then came in her mind,
But she knew she could not cross that line.
She was scared and all alone
And knew she could not go home.
Life began to get too rough,
But she knew she had to be tough.
Just when she thought everyone had gone,
It happened at the light of dawn.
When she woke up in that room,
She then started to bloom.
Seeing the sight of her little girl,
With her red hair and that one tiny curl.
She knew her life was now complete,
Hearing her daughter's healthy heartbeat.

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  • Amoy Robinson by Amoy Robinson
  • 4 years ago

"You are a mistake."
"You are a nobody,"
"You are just like your mother."
"You’re a disgrace."

These are things I hear every day in the 15 years I have lived. My mother was a high school dropout who had her first child at the age of 15. Ever since I can remember, I have been receiving rude comments from family members down to my peers in school. At first, I would try to block out the rude comments and focus on the positive things. The only thing positive to focus on was a teacher that treated me better than I've ever been treated by anybody, but even that came to a stop. That teacher was a man that I shared everything with and he would listen without wanting anything in return. At one point it seemed too good to be true, but I let it be. After a while he started to ask me for sex for him to listen ad still care for me; because I wanted the attention, I granted him his wish, which brings me to this day. I'm 8 months pregnant with my daughter. I guess they were right when they said I am just like my mother.

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